Alright first of all I am extremely sorry for the long delay in posting this chapter. I got to writing the second half and discovered I did not like how it was going so I re-wrote it. Now the story is no longer going to be a two part story. Anyway I hope you enjoy. Sorry if characters seem OC, I am trying to keep them true to the story.
Chapter 2
After an hour or so at the shooting range, Rock was surprised at how quickly he learned, of course it would not have been possible had it not been for Rev. Surprisingly Revy had turned out to be a very good teacher. At first he was lucky to hit the target at 25 feet, but after Revy showed him a few things about shooting, he was able to hit 8 out 10 from 50 feet. Not really outstanding, but it was still very good for a beginner.
Of course all of his hard work was immediately destroyed when Revy got her guns out and proceeded to show him just how much better she was then him. She had set up a target at 100 feet and he had managed to put a bullet right in the middle of the head. But then she placed the target up again, and proceeded to put a smiley face onto the target. If it wasn't for how bad she had just shown him up, he would have laughed out loud. Who the hell knew that Revy Two Hands had such a sense of humor.
"Great, just when I think I am getting a little better you have to come along and destroy me."
"Damn straight Rock, and don't you forget it. I will always be better than you."
"Yeah your right. I guess I will just have to keep on out drinking you then."
Revy quickly swatted him with the back of her hand. "Oh hell no Rock. You ain't ever going to fuckin beat me at drinkin."
Rock looked at her with an amused look on look on his face. "Well then Revy, there is only one way we are going to be able to finish this little disagreement of ours isn't there?"
The corner of her lips lifted up to form a slight smirk. "Yellow Flag Rock?"
Carlos was more than a little nervous as he approached the large wooden doors ahead of him. In the Cartel he knew that there was no room for mistakes. If you had to report failure, odds were good you would be stripped of rank and sent off on some suicide mission. But now he had to go and tell his boss that his favorite nephew had died back on the island.
The two large guards outside the door opened it for him as soon as he approached. Looking into the room he could see Boss Loz sitting at his desk with his head in his hands. "You had better have good news for me Carlos. Those bastards in Hotel Moscow have been playing hell with us. So what type of information was that scared bitch after? And what news do you have of my nephew?"
Carlos cleared his thought. This was not going to be easy. "I am sorry sir, but the two curriers who came for the information disappeared right after we captured them. There was a gun fight, and sir I am sorry to say that your nephew was hit by a stray bullet from one of our men. However the two did not get any information on the cartel I can guar-"
That was as far as he got. His right knee cap was blown out. Behind the desk the Boss was standing and pointing his gun at him. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN MY NEPHEW IS DEAD?"
Carlos was trying his hardest to cover the wound. "I am sorry sir. He was hit by a stray bullet. It hit him in the head. He was dead before he hit the ground."
Another shot ran out. He now had one hand on each ruined knee cap. He started to highly doubt that he would be leaving this office alive.
"POL GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW?"
One of the two guards from outside was in the room in an instant. "Yes Boss?"
The boss turned his attention back to Carlos. "What was the name of the curriers who escaped?"
He was struggling to remain conscious right now. "I do not know their names sir, but I do know that they are from a company known as the Black Lagoon, they are stationed out of Roanapur."
The Boss turned to look at Pol. "Contact the Sharpshooter. I want him here by the end of the day. Tell him I got a job for him and will pay him three times more than normal."
"Yes Boss," Pol said before he left the room.
Carlos looked up to the boss from where he was laying on the floor. "Hey boss, what about me?"
The boss calmly looked down at him. "Your usefulness has run its course Carlos. Consider this your resignation."
Before Carlos could say anything the boss pointed his gun at him again. Damn. He knew this was not a good idea.
The next morning Rock woke up with perhaps the worst hang-over in his life. He tried to open his eyes, but even the dim light of the room seemed to make his head feel worse. He had been drunk before, especially since he came here to Roanapur, but last night was by far the drunkest he had ever been. There were actually several parts to the night that he could not remember.
He remember him and Revy arriving at the Yellow Flag, then going through two bottles of rum, or was it three, hell he did not know.
He opened his eyes again, but only slightly to avoid too much pain. It was then that he realized something. He was not in his own room. With horror he realized that he was in Revy's. Oh shit, so is going to fucking kill me when she finds out that I slept in her room. What a minute. Where the hell is Revy?
A slight movement on his chest caused him to look down. He had found Revy.
When he noticed that she was not wearing any cloths he felt the blood run out of his face. Carefully lifting up the sheet he noted that he wasn't wearing any clothing either.
Okay, clam down Rock and walk through the night you just had. He reasoned with himself.
Okay, we went to the bar, got drunk off our asses, made it back to her apartment. Then we-OH GOD! I have sex Revy last night.
"Hey Rock, quick moving so much you white-collar dip shit." Revy mumbled from his chest. When she did not move he surmised that she was still asleep.
Alright Rock, time to run through your options. One, stay here and take the chance to getting shot by Revy when she wakes up. Two, leave, find out Revy remembers last night and hunts you down. Three, hope that she feels the same as you do. The last thought struck him.
What were his feelings regarding Revy. Sure she was a friend and a great partner. But what exactly did she feel about him. Sometimes he felt something that was beyond a friendship with her, but was he really ready to take it this far with him. Thinking back on the night he realized that she was the one who pushed for them to end up like this.
Flashes of the night ran through his head. Her pushing him up against the wall in their first kiss. Him throwing her down on the couch and crawling over her. Her pushing him back up and wrapping her arms and legs around his waist and neck. Him picking her up and carrying her to the room. Both of them ripping each other's cloths off like there was no tomorrow. Him entering her and her yelling out his name. Both of them reaching their peak at the same time.
She had to like him, didn't she? They had just spent the night together.
Before he could ask her any questions the door to her room burst open. And both Rock and Revy shot up out of bed. "Hey Revy have you seen- HOLY SHIT." Rock could swear you could hear Dutch's voice from down the block. This was not how he wanted to start out today.
"Here is the deal Sharpshooter, I want you to track down and kill all the members of the Black Lagoon Company. They are centered in Roanapur, other than that though we do not know much about them."
The man sitting across from his desk simply blew a puff of smoke at him. Loz swore, if he did not need this fuck he would have killed him a long time ago rather than deal with his shit. "Not to worry Loz, I already know all about Black Lagoon."
Sharpshooter pulled out an envelope and took out a piece of paper. "Black Lagoon has four members currently. Dutch, Revy, Benny, and Rock. All but Rock are wanted criminals, although Rock has recently be under suspicion for multiply murders in Japan. More important than that however, they have very strong ties to Hotel Moscow, and the Triad. If I am too take this job I would lose both of those two organizations as potential customers."
Loz realized he was backed into a corner. "Very well then Loz, I will pay you the usually amount up front. And once the job is done I will give you an extra 100 grand."
Sharpshooter stood and walked from the room. "Very well Loz, you have a deal. No one gets in the way of my work though correct?"
Loz nodded. "Yes, I will stay out of your way."
Once Sharpshooter left the room he waved Pol over. "Follow him Pol, once he has taken care of Black Lagoon I want you to kill him, understand."
"Yes boss, you have nothing to worry about." Finally, Loz was going to kill two birds with one stone.
Sitting on the dock of the Lagoon Company Revy knocked back another beer. In truth she hated this piss what shit, but she did not want to be around anyone for a while. She had to have time to think about everything that had happened. Her day had started out great, following one of the best sessions of sex she had ever had, but as soon as she had opened her eyes her day went from bad to absolute shit in a real hurry.
In truth the fact that she had sex with Rock and woke up with him was not nearly as bad as she had pretended. The trouble began when Dutch had barged into the room and discovered them both naked in the bed. Of course it got worse when she and Rock exited the room later only to find Dutch giving Benny a couple hundred. When she asked him what was going on he simply said that they had a bet on when they would finally fuck. Benny had won.
After Dutch had sent Benny and Rock on a resupply trip, Revy decided that she wanted to get the hell out of the apartment rather than have Dutch drill her on her relationship with Rock. Hell she did not even know what her relationship was to the dip shit.
Deciding to drink away her problems she went to her frequent drinking partner Eda. Of course she now knew that was one hell of a fucking mistake.
Flashback
"Eda open the door you fuckin bitch." Revy yelled pounding on the door to the chapel.
When the door opened Eda stuck her head out. "What the fuck you want?"
Without even bothering to talk to her, Revy pushed past her and made for the small table near the front. "I need a fuckin drink Eda, get your ass over here."
"What the fuck happened to you Revy?"Eda asked the gunman.
Revy turned her head back to look at her. "None of your damn business bitch. Now get your ass over here so we can drink this fucking day away."
After twenty minutes of drinking Revy, looked dishearten at the bottle of empty rum sitting between the two. "Come on Eda, are you telling me that this is all you fuckin got? What the hell did you do, drink it all without me."
Eda set her drink down and looked at her drinking companion. "Alright Revy what the fuck is going on. You hardly ever come up here to see me, and even when you do I have never seen you drink this much so quickly."
Revy huffed at the question. "Don't feel like talkin about it."
Eda shrugged her sholders, hell if she did not want help she would not give it to the bitch. Now it was time for her weekly question. "So Revy, you finally get that suit and tie to fuck you yet?"
Even though Revy somewhat suspected the question would come up, she was not prepared for it and she had her drink right at her lips once Eda asked it. Of course that led her to spit her drink all over the nun.
Eda hurriedly brushed off the rum from her robe. "What the fuck was that Revy. You have never acted that way before whenever I asked you that-HOLY FUCK."
Eda stood up and pointed a finger at the gunner. "You did, didn't you."
Revy looked up at the nun. "I did what bitch?"
Eda leaned close to her. "Don't fuck with me Revy. You actually did it didn't you. You actually fucked that suit and tie didn't you?"
Revy slammed her glass down. Damn, this was not what she had come here to talk about. Especially with this bitch who would fuck anything with a third leg. "Oh shut the fuck up Eda. Let's just drink the damn day away."
Of course Eda was not having any of that. "Oh come on Revy, you cannot do that to me. Was he good, and if so can I have a turn? What kind of stuff does-oh yeah, hey brother you owe me fifty bucks I want it by the end of the day. Alright Revy, now how did Rock-"
End flashback.
Looking back on it know Revy knew that it was a mistake ever going to the church. Yellow flag was out of the question cause she did not have anyone to go with. Rock and Benny were out, and Dutch was talking to old fry-face. That just left her on the dock drinkin this piss water. Even worse it left her to her own thoughts. Damn she wished some fucker would pick a fight with her just so she could get her mind off of Rock.
Last night was completely different than what she was use to. Usually whenever she had the itch, she would just go the Yellow flag, find some good looking guy, or as close as she could get, take him back and fuck him. But last night with Rock was different. She did not see him as a quick and easy fuck, and after last night she was sure as hell he did not see her as such either.
Sure they went at it rough as hell, but there was just something different about it. She could not really place her finger on what made it so good. Was it because she knew him? No, she had sex with men that she knew before. Did they have something between them? Fuck, she highly doubted. Not in this fucked up world that they were living in right now. Any feelings were usually a waste of time and could get you killed.
But then why did she suddenly feel a need for him. Fuck she did not have any feelings for the man other than the fact that they were partners. What they had last night was sex, plain and simple. Although she still had trouble convincing herself of that fact.
"Fuck it. As soon as that dip shit gets back here we will see what the fuck is wrong with me."
Rock seemed to find himself in a similar position as Revy. His mind was going a mile a minute and he could not sort out any thoughts. Good thing that Benny said he would drive today because he was sure that he would have run the car off the road.
As soon as the two left the Lagoon Company apartment Rock knew what was coming and was not surprised when Benny asked him what had happened between him and Revy the previous night. Truth be told he was not completely sure, and even though his memory was slowly starting to come back, he still did not fully understand how they had gotten into that position they were in this morning.
Thankfully Benny did not grill him for any details after Rock had given him a review of what he could remember from the night. Instead the two stayed in a comfortable silence that gave Rock the chance he needed to sort out his thoughts. He shifted in his seat and felt the unfamiliar presence of a gun on a holster under his arm. Dutch had given him the holster before they left and told him to bring his gun, even if he did not use it; it was a good idea to have on.
Rock understood his reasoning. Two men in the city of Roanapur without a gun was a death sentence. Even though he was still uncomfortable with the idea of carrying a gun, and even though he had no intention of ever using it on someone, it was still able to give him some sense of security with Revy being around.
They did not have a whole lot that they needed to get down. Just drop off a few messages, and deliver a few small packages to some of their clients. Their first stop of the route was to check up on Rowan and let him know that the liquor that he had order was waiting for him to pick up. The bad news for Rowan was that they had to up the delivery price by 5% because of some new regulations on the sea.
Walking into the strip joint Rock had to keep himself looking away. Even though he had been in Roanapur for a long time and had been to this place a couple of times it still amazed him what some people get off on. There were girls in cages dancing, some with tight leather outfits and whipping other girls on stage. As much as Roanapur had fucked him up, he was still not sure he would ever get use to the sick pleasures that some people took in.
Spotting Rowan sitting on a bench with two very skimpily clad women Rock motioned for Benny to follow him. "God damn Rock, you sometimes I will never understand how people can get off on some of this. One thing is for sure, I think Jane would kill me just for setting foot inside this place."
Rock ginned at the man. Benny and Jane had been together since they had first met. True they only saw each other for a couple of days a month, but Revy had to pull Rock out of the apartment whenever she was around because of the noises that usually came from Benny's room.
"Rock my man. How's it hangin brother." Rowan greeted him without getting up.
Rock politely nodded to him. "Not so bad Rowan, we have that order of liquor that you want. They are in store house number five on the pier."
Rowan threw his head back and laughed. "Thank god for you guys. I was damn close to waterin down the drinks if I did not get some new stuff in. Tell you what, how about I have a couple of the lovelies here give you two a special treat on the house."
Rock was not sure what a special treat would be from Rowan, and looking around he was not sure he wanted to know. "Sorry Rowan we are going to have to pass. We have other things that need to get down today. Here is the list of items we were able to get."
Rowan looked over the list of liquor, then back at Rock. "You guys raising the price on me again? Damn man how am I suppose to make a profit."
Rock sighed, he knew this was coming. "Sorry for the up in price Rowan. However new restrictions have been placed on certain areas of the sea and it is getting a little harder to transport your cargo. We have had to up prices in a few areas so unfortunately we had to up the price on you or we would not see a profit. And of course you could always go and find someone else to deliver who is not as reliable."
Rowan held up his hands. "Easy kid, I know that you guys are the best in both price and deliveries. This little up was unexpected, but not unreasonable. You have a deal Rock. Now you two sure you do not want the house special."
A loud smack occurred behind the two followed by a short yell follow by a moan. Rock had to fight extremely hard not to go completely red face. "No that is quite alright Rowen. We need to get going."
On their way out Rowan yelled out to them one more time. "Hey, see if you two can get Revy to come and do a S&M show for us. I swear she would get paid outrageously well."
Closing the door to the club Rock took a deep breath. "I swear, no matter how long I stay in this city I will never get use to that place."
"Well as bad as that place is Rock. Believe it or not there are some worse places in Roanapur. If this place can make you blush I would highly suggest you do not go to a couple of the other clubs here."
Rock of course knew that Benny was right. Some of the things that were done for pleasure in this city were extremely disgusting.
"Well come on man. We still gotta go a couple of places then we can go back and relax until we get another job."
Rock nodded his consent and got in the passenger seat. Again on the road his mind began to wander. Where did last night leave him and Revy? Did she want him, or was it just drunken lust? He honestly did not know.
For himself he knew that he wanted her, wanted her badly since she rescued him from his worthless life. He badly wished that they could've talked about last night, but Dutch had sent him and Benny out as soon as he got changed. "Hell, let's just get this shit over with eh Benny."
"Sounds good to me man, besides Jane would kill me if I was late to talk to her again."
Rock laughed at his comment. "Man you are seriously whipped aren't you?"
Benny just nodded. "Yeah, but you gotta admit. You picked an interesting girl to gall for."
Rock just looked out the window. "Yeah I guess so Benny."
Arriving back at the dock Benny and Rock found that Dutch was still not back from his meeting with Balalaika, and Revy was sitting on the couch drinking a beer. Benny quickly made the excuse that he had to talk to Jane and left the two alone.
Taking a deep breath to ready himself, Rock got a beer and sat down next to Revy. For a while neither said anything, they just sat there drinking beer after beer, then finally Revy broke the silence. "You know I ain't any good at this shit Rock."
Rock grunted. "Me either Revy. Hell I do not know where last night left us. I think I know where I stand, so Revy where do you want to stand?"
"Shit I hate talkin about this shit. I guess I just want to know for myself whether or not this is real."
Rock looked at her questionably. "If what is real Revy?"
She quickly reached over and grabbed hold of his tie knot. "If this is real or not you fuckin idiot." And with that she slammed her lips against his.
After that Rock's mind went blank very quickly. He was not sure how they made it back to the bedroom, but he did know that it did involve a lot of pushing each other against the wall for a split second, each of them trying for dominance but neither getting the upper hand.
He was vaguely aware of the buttons flying off his shirt as Revy ripped it off of him, but he did not mind. He had more shirts.
After all obstacles had been removed Rock paused to look at Revy. "What the fuck are you waiting for Rock?" She hissed out.
Rock smiled and leaned down to her ear. "I am waiting for you to ask for it Revy."
Revy looked up at him with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Rock," she hissed, "shut the fuck up, and fuck me already."
Without waiting another second he gave her what she wanted.
"Dutch, I am glad that you decided to come down here to talk with me. I felt as a curtsey I would let you know of a rumor that I have heard of." Balalaika informed Dutch as she but off the end of her cigar.
Dutch was sitting across from her desk with a beer in hand. "I thank you for the consideration Balalaika. Have you found that mole in the organization?"
After lighting the cigar she looked up at him. "Afraid not Dutch. We have concluded that the little bastard is in Moscow, but the other bosses cannot seem to find him. Incompetent fouls. But that is not the reason I asked you in today Dutch."
"Oh what is the reason then?"
"Well you see when that Rock boy of yours went ballistic on the island someone important got killed. Not by Rock himself but still the Cartel is blaming your organization. Our informant has told us that Boss Loz has hired an assassin named Sharpshooter to take down the Black Lagoon. Have you heard of this assassin before Dutch?"
Of course Dutch had, he was one of the best assassins in the world. If he was after them, then they were in trouble. "I hope that we are not alone in this Balalaika."
The captain started to laugh. "Of course not Dutch. Just thought I would let you know. Best for all of you to be on your guard in the short future here though. I have a feeling that a war maybe coming."
Dutch grunted. "Just your kind of thing eh Balalaika?"
Leaving the airport Sharpshooter looked over the city of Roanapur. It was not by any means an attractive city. Picking up his bag he began his walk into the city. "Well I guess it is time for the shit to hit the fan here."
Well that was chapter 2. I know not a lot of action in this chapter but I am working on it. Feel free to review, also I would like to know whether y'all like long chapters every other week or so, or would you like shorter chapters more often let me know. Also if you have any suggestions for me let me know, but nothing rude.
